It's weird how that happens. But I do understand. What if you just started to accept that sometimes you'll hate her, sometimes you'll love her, but that is ultimately part of the relationship as a whole? Can you really have one without the other? Especially in a setting that intimate? I wouldn't beat yourself up.

“I’m good at loving books. I’m good at loving soft bed sheets. I’m good at loving coffees and teas. I am good at loving things that can’t love me back, that don’t have the power to leave. And maybe, that’s why I love them.”